Name: Kathrine O'Malley
Age: 22
Appearance:
Caste: Omega
Occupation: Owns a bar
Personality:
Kathrine is a bit of a mixed bag. Because of her appearance she is often mistaken as a boy. Instead of changing to fit what others wanted, she embraced it, besides, looking like a boy had it's perks. She is strong and is never afraid to stand up for herself, using her appearance and harsh words to intimidate others. She can be slightly abrupt and standoffish towards new comers, but people that know her for a long time describe her as devoted and extremely loyal. She is a bit of a perfectionist, if she has to do something, she will do it well, however she is also kindof lazy, so getting her to do something she doesn't want to is quite difficult. She can be impatient at times and stubborn, she also has a fairly short temper and bad language. When she is in a bad mood, she can be extremely sarcastic. Unlike a lot of the Omega's, she is well educated and prides herself on the collection of books that she has found or bought throughout the years.
Bio:
Throughout her life Kathrine has lived in a one (and a half) room apartment that is squeezed between a pawn shop and a medic office in the outskirts of the Omega ruins. As a child her parents were often too busy to look after her much, being to preoccupied by their bar to notice what small Katie was doing. Kathrine would often go out with her friends and explore the desolate parts of town, climbing over ruble and play make believe games that they were secret spies. They would run around from dawn till dusk, getting scraped up and muddy only to come home to their parents, sitting and chatting with Katie's, at her front door step. Often she heard them say that despite them being the lowest class, they were happy to be Omegas. They said something about the government not watching as closely. Kathrine did not know what it meant yet, and so her spy games continued.
As she grew older Kathrine noticed things about her parents. After she went to bed, they would huddle in the corner of their room and whisper to one another by candle light. Words of secret spies and government brain washing were hushed back and forth between the two adults when they thought their young daughter was asleep. Kathrine would try to listen in each night, but the words were often muffled and she could only catch some sentences before falling asleep.
When she turned 16 her parents vanished. One moment she was sitting with her mom at their table, offering to get the food that night, and when she came back they were gone. The door was ajar and the house was a mess. Kathrine, shocked, waited for their return. She stayed up the whole night and well into the next morning before coming to her senses.
Since then she had taken over the bar that her dad ran, and proved herself a very hard worker.
Part of the Insurgency?: Not yet. Once explained to Kathrine what this is, she will likely join.
